tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31257856.post5573906569650393281..comments2024-02-29T09:31:25.294-05:00Comments on camera-obscura: A Ritual To Read To Each Otherbilliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18187141867284800597noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31257856.post-58606647790357892322007-04-13T11:51:00.000-05:002007-04-13T11:51:00.000-05:00Jason, you're most welcome.Shara, I understand (I ...Jason, you're most welcome.<BR/><BR/>Shara, I understand (I think) about your middle daughter, who reminds me of my son. We decided when he was an infant to homeschool, because of the exact reasons you express so succinctly. There are days when I wonder at my sanity doing this, but for the most part it works well for us. <BR/><BR/>I will say, though, that I was a child who was creative and very awake at home, but tentative in school - and while it probably did dampen things down a bit early on, I absolutely burst forth near the end of high school. So I think it will be okay for her - but I know the worry these sorts of decisions can bring. <BR/><BR/>Write as much as you want here - I love reading your musings and insights.billiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18187141867284800597noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31257856.post-36393963782808048242007-04-13T11:34:00.000-05:002007-04-13T11:34:00.000-05:00Billie, what a good poem for me to read this morni...Billie, what a good poem for me to read this morning, I'm consumed with anguish (I tend towards extreme displays of emotion but it's only because the intensity of the feeling is so immense, I can't seem to dull it, though lord knows I have tried in various ways over the years) about my middle daughter, so much like me, and how the school circus makes her so tentative, when at home she's such a creative, bright-eyed, awake girl - and I'm struggling with the knowledge that in the long run being awake, while more painful/blissful than sleeping, is so much harder to fit into the color-inside-the-lines world of public education. Even though her school is a good one, and everyone means well, it's still just obedience training in fancy clothes, like magic by numbers, with all the lines and colours already picked out. I worry too much. I hate the fact that her natural joy and wonder gets dampened and her language gets confused with her penmanship. I need to go spend some time outside, I think, I'm a mess this morning. Sometimes it would be so much easier to be asleep, wouldn't it? And I apologize for such a long and rambling comment. I stayed up too late last night and I have no skin to buffer anything this morning.sharahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14058381468146433964noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31257856.post-13417010839725751332007-04-13T08:06:00.000-05:002007-04-13T08:06:00.000-05:00Thanks for posting this Billie. A beautiful, beau...Thanks for posting this Billie. A beautiful, beautiful poem.<BR/><BR/>Indeed, the darkness around us is deep.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com